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You know your face is all covered with your birthday cake. that you’re eatin in the kitchen at home. another banner year, a splendid day, another inch or two that you’ve grown. but it’s hard to celebrate on your own…

when your family calls. you make nice to them all. and assure them you’re fine and your great. then you cry in the bath. cry so hard that you laugh. and you watch television till late…